LETTER I

MISS HOWE, TO MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE

WED. NIGHT, JULY 12.

I write, my dearest creature, I cannot but write, to express my concern

on your dejection. Let me beseech you, my charming excellence, let me

beseech you, not to give way to it.

Comfort yourself, on the contrary, in the triumphs of a virtue unsullied;

a will wholly faultless. Who could have withstood the trials you have

surmounted?--Your cousin Morden will soon come. He will see justice done

you, I make no doubt, as well with regard to what concerns your person as

your estate. And many happy days may you yet see; and much good may you

still do, if you will not heighten unavoidable accidents into guilty

despondency.

But why, why, my dear, this pining solicitude continued after a

reconciliation with relations as unworthy as implacable; whose wills are

governed by an all-grasping brother, who finds his account in keeping the

breach open? On this over-solicitude it is now plain to me, that the

vilest of men built all his schemes. He saw that you thirsted after it

beyond all reason for hope. The view, the hope, I own, extremely

desirable, had your family been Christians: or even had they been Pagans

who had had bowels.

I shall send this short letter [I am obliged to make it a short one] by

young Rogers, as we call him; the fellow I sent to you to Hampstead; an

innocent, though pragmatical rustic. Admit him, I pray you, into you

presence, that he may report to me how you look, and how you are.

Mr. Hickman should attend you; but I apprehend, that all his motions, and

mine own too, are watched by the execrable wretch: and indeed his are by

an agent of mine; for I own, that I am so apprehensive of his plots and

revenge, now I know that he has intercepted my vehement letters against

him, that he is the subject of my dreams, as well as of my waking fears.

***

My mother, at my earnest importunity, has just given me leave to write,

and to receive your letters--but fastened this condition upon the

concession, that your's must be under cover to Mr. Hickman, [this is a

view, I suppose, to give him consideration with me]; and upon this

further consideration, that she is to see all we write.--'When girls are

set upon a point,' she told one who told me again, 'it is better for a

mother, if possible, to make herself of their party, than to oppose them;

since there will be then hopes that she will still hold the reins in her

own hands.'

Pray let me know what the people are with whom you lodge?--Shall I send

Mrs. Townsend to direct you to lodgings either more safe or more

convenient for you?

Be pleased to write to me by Rogers; who will wait on you for your

answer, at your own time.

Adieu, my dearest creature. Comfort yourself, as you would in the like

unhappy circumstances comfort

Your own

ANNA HOWE.

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